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There are some chewable bones here...

Enerrrrrgy!

I feel gooood! I have sooo much energy!

My ache is gone and it does not hurt anymore when Mommy rubs my tummy. I like it!

I ran in the park today with one of my friends and it made Mum happy. She gave me a cookie when we got in... It's so easy to please her.

On a more serious note: About two days ago Mommy called me fatso, and now there is less of the kibble food in my bowl. She bought me a really nice bowl, but it's smaller. The sausage part is still big enough, so I'm not really complaining. But...

It is getting cold and the white stuff came down and my feet hurt when we go outside. I pee on my toes sometime and it's not good. Can't help it... But we have a new bar downstairs which means more fans (which usually means treats!) and a possibility to rest my frozen toes inside. Mommy told me to look my best because it's illegal to let me in, but I'm too cute to say "no" to. I also got a new jacket which is definitelly the coolest around.

Outch.

I have been feeling a little low lately.

I was taken to the place again, and Mom left before I fell asleep. I had to cry a little but they gave me a biscuit.

I do not like the place since I saw what they did to my cousin: she came in all happy and was given a sting and her legs gave in and she fell on the floor. I thought she died, and tried to get away from the woman who was feeling by stomach and babbling something about tumors. And now my cousin does not have one of her teeth. She said it hurt, too.

When I woke up, Mommy was there but I was hurting. I could not stand a I had to howl and everyone got scared and they put this thing around my neck which weighed a ton and I could not stand and it hurt.

It was like before when she took me there, but this time it hurt worse.

The only good thing is that Mom is home with me and stays by my side at all times. And gives me sausage in bed.

It still hurts.

The dogs who stare at people

My mom was reading a book called The Men Who Stare at Goats, and, apparently, it claimed that people in the US military have been trying to kill goats by making their hearts stop by staring.

Funny, I never could imagine any human was accessorized with such power of mind. Whereas it is common knowledge that dogs stare to get sausage, cheese, a walk outside or anything else their hearts desire. And the human must comply...

People do the same, eh? Illusions of grandeur, I say.